I don’t know if you’re aware, but things aren’t going so great for Robin Thicke right now. His wife left his broke ass and his constant and awkward public attempts to win her back didn’t go over so well with fans, his new album creepily named after his ex flopped as predicted, and the internet even found out about that bad movie he made with Jaime Pressly.
But lets not forget though, through all of this, Thicke is still being sued by Marvin Gaye’s estate for blatantly ripping off “Blurred Lines.” The deposition for the case is currently taking place, and if you thought he was going to argue the merits, then hahahahaha because you seriously underestimated what a giant f*cking douche Robin Thicke is. Instead, he’s saying it’s all Pharrell’s fault because he was too hammered to have written anything. Uh, good plan?
The lawyer for Gaye’s family asked Thicke if he was present when Pharrell created “Blurred Lines.” Thicke responded, “I was high on Vicodin and alcohol when I showed up at the studio.” He goes on to say he was so out of it he really wasn’t involved in the creative process.
Thicke then kind of throws Pharrell under the bus in the depo, saying, “The reality is, is that Pharrell had the beat and he wrote almost every single part of the song.”
Hmmm. But what about that time that Robin Thicke told GQ magazine he had said to Pharrell in the studio that Marvin Gaye’s song “Got to Give it Up” was one of his favorite songs and that “Damn, we should make something like that?” OH, HE’S GOT AN ANSWER FOR THAT.
Thicke had a great answer for his GQ interview, telling the lawyer, “With all due respect, I was high and drunk every time I did an interview last year.”
In fact, Thicke said, “Every day, I woke up, I would take a Vicodin to start the day and then I would fill up a water bottle with vodka and drink it before and during my interviews.”
Official petition to change “He who smelt it, dealt it” to “Sorry, I was too drunk to have farted.”
Also, just in case you forget Robin Thicke’s wife left him:
Robin says he’s now drug free, telling the Gaye family lawyer, “I’ve been sober for the last 2 months … When your wife leaves you, it gives you good reason to sober up.”
This is some epic Jedi, Dustin Diamond levels of bullsh*t deflecting right here. Unfortunately, throwing your record producer under the bus is probably an even worse equivalent to publicly stalking your wife, so I’m guessing he’s going to have even less luck in his career from now on than in his love life. I don’t know if I’ve ever witnessed such a spectacular crash and burn from an artist who was literally just nominated for a Grammy for Album of the Year.
Couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy.